Descending

A hazy scene..
Removed clothes on the floor..
Pink Floyd in the background..
Candle light creating dancers on the wall..
Lips used to communicate..
No words but kisses on back bones..
Bruises forming after little bites of flesh..
His smell in my nose..
Embedded deep in my heart..
Forever lingering..
His touch tattooed to my skin..
Forever drifting between sleep and awake..
Flesh upon flesh..
Holding on tightly as we drift further..
Warmth surrounds my body..
Spreading to my heart, to my muscles..
To my blood..
The haze blurs and I am by his side..
Cocooned, not caring to breathe.